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Dismal Nitch

by Hurry Up

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Kids in the fast lane, living for today No rules to abide by and no one to obey Sex, drugs and fun there’s no room without a care Another swig of booze, another overnight affair American weirdos, don’t need no more heroes American weirdos, don’t need no more heroes American weirdos, don’t need no more heroes American weirdos, don’t need no more heroes Sunrise, late nights, who knows what time of day We while away the hours as we watch the world decay Living in shadows is the only thing we know We never want to leave, we never want to go American weirdos, don’t need no more heroes American weirdos, don’t need no more heroes American weirdos, don’t need no more heroes American weirdos, don’t need no more heroes
2.
Abuse of power comes as no surprise Soon comes the hour you’ll be recognized You just wait, your time will come Nothing stays the same for long Makes no difference how you fight Secrets find their way to light The truth is ours and you cannot hide So run & cower, try to flee the light You just wait, your time will come Nothing stays the same for long Makes no difference how you fight Secrets find their way to light The kids are getting wise Foretelling your demise Exposing all your lies Your time has come Your reign is done You just wait, your time will come Nothing stays the same for long Makes no difference how you fight Secrets find their way to light
3.
Oh Screw It 02:08
You say you’re gonna love me but you don’t show up All my friends have told me that they think you suck I keep betting on you but I got no luck Oh, screw it I don’t need you anyway Oh, screw it I don’t need you Working too hard at a job I can’t stand This isn’t what I had planned I’m walking out today, no money, no man Oh, screw it I don’t need you anyway Oh, screw it I don’t need you Death Makes me turn my neck From those Who waste my breath, yeah If you’re gonna take me for a fool Then I’ll take the piss right out of you Oh, death Makes me go… Oh, screw it I don’t need you anyway Oh, screw it I don’t need you
4.
Toxic Lies 02:14
Swimming in a sea of spies Drowning in the toxic lies There’s no lord among these flies You never know when they’re gonna turn out the light Running in the growing dark Ghostly music haunts your heart The words that tear the world apart Are written in blood, baby, just out of sight We might not make it to the end of the night Out of step with our generation Out of breath with anticipation I’m dying, baby, just to see you tonight We’re too fucked up to put up a fight A sinking void that sucks in lives A dismal nitch you cannot hide The stain of shame upon our pride A bloody sun rises in the dead of the night A world in horror stands aside Drowning in the toxic lies The wings of death are spreading wide A bloody sun rises in the dead of the night We made it through the tunnel but there is no light Out of step with our generation Out of breath with anticipation I’m dying, baby, just to see you tonight We’re too fucked up to put up a fight We were too fucked up to live And far too evil to die And we had nothing to give Except a bloody sun rising in the dead of the night
5.
Well the red sky’s moanin’ and the wind is blowing hard Better take warning, cause this time it’s gone too far We’ve been smokin’ it more, enjoying it less We better stop using or there’ll be nothing left The eyes of defiance are slowly being crushed to death There’s a fire in the western world There’s a fire in the western world House in shambles, tripwire under the door Eighteen, wasted, trying to hide the crack in the floor Don’t know what you’re doing, don’t really care School’s just a miss-hit going nowhere You’re running for your life While the scandals are burning the stairs There’s a fire in the western world There’s a fire in the western world Can’t you hear the rooster crowin’ in the dead of the night Don’t you wanna trash ‘em, jackboots step out of line It’s a concrete jungle, stones and tears Fast becoming what everybody fears
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Dismal Nitch 04:17
Oh, on a foul wind you blow A dark and swirling undertow You bring death and call it hope A dismal nitch, I cast a stone Into the void Into the night Into the dark Into the black pit you call your soul Your greed machine will eat Will eat the world whole Nobody knows the cost Of what you stole And was it worth what you got When you sold your soul? I don’t think so Your greed machine will eat Will eat the world whole Oh, bring back that fat old bird of death Cities fall in his hot breath A burning wind, he flaps his wings A dismal nitch, the song he sings A song of the night A song of the void A song of the dark A song of the black pit you call your soul Your greed machine will eat Will eat the world whole Nobody told you the cost Of what you stole And was it worth what you got When you sold your soul? I don’t think so Your greed machine will eat Will eat the world whole We will drag the ghosts of the past to the light We will scream from our graves in the dead of the night And our voices will echo
8.
Funhouse 02:08
You once had a life You once had a life and you had nothing to do Do with me How do we get back to there These mirrors distort And there is nothing real here These mirrors warp But you can’t filter out your hate Your vision is dark Submission the only rule here You live for this part This breaking of every truth, dear Just take it off That mask it’s crystal clear These mirrors distort And there is nothing real here These mirrors warp But you can’t filter out your hate You can’t deny it Don’t even try it These mirrors distort And there is nothing real here These mirrors warp But you can’t filter out your hate You once had a life You once had a life and you had nothing to do
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No! 02:59
No Exclamation point Who are you to assume the right? No Exclamation point I can be loose, I can wear something tight No Exclamation point It doesn’t mean I want you tonight No Exclamation point If these red lips are telling you no Then I mean no No I mean no No Exclamation point Who are you to assume consent? No Exclamation point If I can’t stand up, go get bent No Exclamation point If I shake my head, get out of my bed No Exclamation point If I push you away, I’m telling you no And I mean no N. O. I mean no No you can’t have a hug No you can’t have a hug No you can’t have a hug No you can’t have a hug No Exclamation point Who are you to assume the right? No Exclamation point Hey, I can be loose, I can wear something tight No Exclamation point—guess what? It doesn’t mean I want you tonight No Exclamation point These red lips are telling you no
10.
You come draggin’ all your baggage around Leaving a trail of slime on the ground Devour everything that crosses your path See how you like the sour grapes of my wrath There ain’t room for you around here today Except six feet down in the cold hard clay You’re not welcome Invasive species You go to hell, son You’re tasteless and creepy Worship your god made of silicon Keep moving in til all the locals are gone Sense of entitlement that knows no bounds Try to ignore that no one wants you around You’re doing damage, it’s easy to see And all I’m thinking when you’re thanking me is You’re not welcome Invasive species You go to hell, son You’re racist and creepy There ain’t room for you around here today Except six feet down in the cold hard clay You keep on spawning and you spread everywhere Clouding the waters and fouling the air Senseless destruction feeds your endless greed Soon you will run out of the things that you need Watching you starve and suffocate I’ll have to laugh at such an obvious fate And I’ll be free of this disease that I hate You’re not welcome Invasive species You go to hell, son You’re tasteless and creepy
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I never see it clear Which move I’ll make from here There’s something underneath That won’t It won’t take heed There’s something underneath I say one thing, but act on another There’s no time, no No time to get it right I can’t take the blame I can’t take the shame I can’t anticipate Myself Gave up trying to take advice Don’t want, don’t want Don’t want to think twice Don’t want to think twice I can’t take the blame I can’t take the shame I can’t anticipate Myself Told not to be too loud Told not to be too proud This mask won’t let me go You’ll just tell me no My needs, they don’t fit Can’t get away with it I can’t take the blame I can’t take the shame I won’t be tamed Won’t be contained I can’t anticipate I can’t anticipate…
12.
The days of our love Are coming to an end That day at the river I just couldn’t pretend Cause I know I’m leaving Soon I will be gone And I know I have to let go Of your heart and be movin’ on I saw you in the last rays of the sun And I knew you were the one That night I fell for you under the stars That night I lost my heart I don’t want it to end this way I wish I could always stay A feeling came over I didn’t know how to say A fear, it was sober That our love wouldn’t last the day Cause I know I have to let go Of your heart and be movin’ on I know I’m leaving Soon I will be gone I don’t want it to end this way I wish I could always stay I don’t want it to end this way I wish I could always stay I don’t want it to end this way I wish I could always stay I don’t want it to end this way I’ll come back someday
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In a dying world, as the good light fades And the dregs of hope are drained away Take my hand, I’ll take your name We’ll stumble forth to the end of days We’re facing foes we’ve never known From ages past and those to come The days that pass shall not return Love me til the last as the world burns The stakes are high, little darling Ain’t never been so high before So hold me tight til the morning And we’ll ride at the dawn And we’ll fight for a world That don’t have long There’s a giant wheel turning in the sky An old kaleidoscope of time Don’t gaze too long, you might lose your mind You never know what you will find And we are running out of time The stakes are high, little darling Ain’t never been so high before So hold me tight til the morning And we’ll ride at the dawn And we’ll fight for a world That don’t have long It’s not too late for the world to change Love and compassion could still reign But we don’t have long And we must be strong And we will laugh away our pain So tell me one more time What’s your name?

about

“…poignant and exciting…one of the most enjoyable punk records of the year.” - Martin Douglas, KEXP

“A joyful mix of Wipers riffs, Dead Moon and Adolescents shout outs, and punk rock ‘n’ roll fun that calls out parasites and creeps and uplifts weirdos.” - Razorcake

"If there is another album this year that brings such raggedy joy, I haven't heard it. Absolutely thrilling." - Aiding & Abetting

Portland, Oregon troublemakers Hurry Up are up to it again. They’ve had it up to here - and they’re here to tell you about it. Lauded + feared for their ferocious 2015 self-titled LP, they've only grown bolder and sharper, honing their craft in a radon-soaked basement lit by one bare party bulb.

Between tours with Drive Like Jehu, Hot Snakes, Protomartyr and other luminaries of post-punk firmament, Hurry Up wrote the songs that would become Dismal Nitch. Recorded on the very brink of disaster (late 2019-early 2020), their second album is a cracked crystal ball with fire in its heart.

Drummer/singer Kathy Foster (Thermals, All Girl Summer Fun Band, Roseblood, Slang), guitarist/singer Westin Glass (Thermals), and bassist/singer Maggie Vail (Bangs) share equal writing and singing duties, conjuring a dark vision of a world whirling with firestorms - social, emotional, political, and literal.

From the opening anthem American Weirdos, sung by Vail, the volcanics of Foster’s drums lock in with Vail’s mysterious, driving bass lines, while Glass’s guitar maddeningly harangues the listener, like the cackling of the crows mocking poor Prometheus. "We're American weirdos / Don't need no more heroes" sums up the trio’s attitude and grasps the zeitgeist of a generation fed up with false promises. Chaos and harmony maintain an uneasy tête-à-tête through the twists and turns. The singers’ voices ring out with furious defiance, now dead serious, now seductively smirking, enchanting the listener with tales, riddles, and dares that feel at once age-old and eerily prescient. It's a record about terrible deeds and final reckonings, about consent and the intoxicating rush of headlong abandon, about departures and the tearing away of veils. No!, sung by Foster, is an in-your-face confrontation and a reminder to all those who need it that NO means NO, whether it’s said directly or implicated - “If I shake my head, get outta my bed / If I push you away, I’m telling you No!” What’s Your Name, sung by Glass, ends the record with a letter of half-crazy love in the face of utter devastation.

A cover of Portland legends Dead Moon’s epic Fire In The Western World adds the flaming cherry on top of one of 2022’s most compelling releases – Dismal Nitch is a record that’s impossible to ignore.

Available digitally on June 24, 2022.

Vinyl in stores August 5, 2022.

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released June 24, 2022

Recorded by Evan Mersky at Red Lantern.

Mastered by Amy Dragon at Telegraph Mastering.

All songs by Hurry Up except Fire In The Western World (Fred Cole / Dead Moon) and American Weirdos which contains elements of “Kids Of The Black Hole" (Rikk Agnew) BMG Bumblebee/Chinese Food Music/American Lesion Music – Administered by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC (BMI).

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Hurry Up Portland, Oregon

Hurry Up features Kathy Foster and Westin Glass of the mighty Thermals and Maggie Vail of the legendary Bangs. Radon huffing basement punk in the Northwest tradition, with a grudge and one bare light bulb. Get weird. Stay weird. Or get the fuck out.

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